Empty Words Almost Echo Within Themselves

Write What's Up There." Sister Ignatius Pointed At Her Temple. "as A Great Man Once Said, This Is A Secret Garden. We've All Got One Of Those." "jesus?" "no, Bruce Springsteen.

You've Come To Give Me A Piece Of Your Mind. You Know That Phrase Is Really Beautiful. The Mind Is The Most Powerful Thing In The Body. Whatever The Mind Believes, The Body Can Achieve. So To Give Someone A Piece Of It... Well Thank You. Funny How People Are Always Intent On Giving It To The People They Dislike When It Really Should Be For The Ones They Love.

I Write Human Stories. I Write About People. Not As A Product Of Their Environment. But From The Stance That Everybody Is Made Of The Same Thing.

Journalism Classes Teach Us That One Must Extract Oneself From The Story In Order To Report Without Bias, But Often We Need To Be In The Story In Order To Understand, To Connect, To Help The Audience Identify Or Else It Has No Heart; It Could Be A Robot Telling The Story, For All Anyone Cares.

I Had A Million Plans. I Knew What I Was Going To Do. I Had The Next Few Years Of My Life All Figured Out. But What I Didn’t Know Was That Within A Few Hours All Those Plans Would Change. Ms. Know-it-all Didn’t Quite Know It All So Much Then.